The mist is swaying.

The wind and rain are like darkness.

Standing on the gradually silent ship, holding a paper umbrella in his hand to shield the drizzle above his head, he looked indifferently at Yin Zhiping, who was wearing a pink Taoist robe opposite.

The cool breeze blew by, causing hair to dance wildly, and the drizzle that was blown around wet the Taoist robe under the umbrella, sending out waves of coolness and icy coldness.

Go rumble!

Countless bubbles emerged from the water, and the hull beneath his feet was completely submerged in the water. Just when his feet were about to be stained with water, Yue Yuan moved.

despair!

With only a little bit of the hull exposed, Yue Yuan led people with a paper umbrella, and with the help of the wind, like a piece of paper blown up by the wind, it flew in the direction of Yin Zhiping.

same.

The boat under Yin Zhiping's feet also sank completely, and at the same moment, he also took action.

On the moat, two paper umbrellas, one blue and one pink, quickly approached each other in the misty rain.

The moment they made contact, the two drew their swords.

Under the umbrella, a long sword like a dragon turned into a cold light and stabbed directly towards the umbrella held by the opponent. Astonishingly, Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping chose to break the opponent's paper umbrella at this moment.

.

It can be said that in this current competition, whoever's umbrella is broken will lose.

Yue Yuan didn't want to lose, and he didn't think he would lose in Qing Gong.

Yin Zhiping, on the other hand, could not lose, so he tried his best to suppress his potential.

Um!

With a cry of surprise in his heart, Yue Yuan's body fell back in mid-air. The paper umbrella in his hand avoided Yin Zhiping's three-foot sharp strike. At the same time, he kicked up with his right foot and hit Yin Zhiping's hand with his toe.

On the blade of the sword, there was a soft sound, and Yin Zhiping's long sword was directly kicked out of the direction.

bite!

At the same time, Yue Yuan also felt the sword in his hand stabbing a metal object.

Looking up, Yue Yuan realized that Yin Zhiping, who had been kicked away by him, had blocked the tip of his sword with the bottom of the hilt in his hand, preventing his long sword from piercing the umbrella pole.

"..."

He was slightly shocked. Yin Zhiping actually didn't know much about Yue Yuan. He knew the opponent's Qing Kung, internal strength and palm skills, because these were seen in the battle between Yue Yuan and Guo Jing at the Heroes Conference.

Gotta come out.

In his mind, although he had made some guesses about Yue Yuan's sword skills, this was the first time he saw Yue Yuan's real sword skills.

The swordsmanship is not that extreme and mysterious, but follows the same fast path as him, but the two people's fast techniques are different, and the magnanimity they display is also different.

After the two exchanged moves in mid-air, Yin Zhiping's figure was hit by Yue Yuan's sword and flew backwards, while Yue Yuan raised his head and fell into the water below.

.

"Oh!"

With a chuckle, Yue Yuan let his body fall downwards. When he was about to fall into the water, Yue Yuan rotated the paper umbrella in his hand, moved it under his body, and fell straight into the water with his head upright and his body upright.

Snap!

There was a soft sound, and the back of the opened paper umbrella pressed directly on the water.

The waves rippled, and the water surface that was originally just water ripples began to ripple, as if a depression had been pressed down on it, sinking slightly.

Immediately, with the help of elasticity, Yue Yuan jumped up again.

The paper umbrella in his hand rotated together with the person, creating a long wave of water and drawing a transparent circle in mid-air.

Bang!

The long sword in Yue Yuan's hand changed from sweeping to slapping, and he swung it horizontally, hitting the circular water wave around him directly.

Suddenly.

The waves of water broke up and turned into countless water droplets, hitting Yin Zhiping in mid-air like a goddess scattering flowers.

"This is!"

Yin Zhiping, who was holding an umbrella in one hand, couldn't help but his brows jumped wildly when he saw this in mid-air. So many water drops were like sharp arrows hitting his head, which made him very frightened. There was no way to take advantage of this in mid-air.

, even if you advance Jin Yan Gong, you can't get out of the way.

Because the range of water droplets in front of me is really too large.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhiping could only frown, and the three-foot green blade in his hand flew up at an extremely fast speed to scatter the water droplets.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of crisp and ear-piercing crashing sounds sounded, as if countless pearls had fallen on a jade plate.

Amidst the splashing water, the three-foot green blade in Yin Zhiping's hand was almost invisible. All he could see was the dispersing water splash in front of him and in front of the umbrella.

But there were too many water droplets. No matter how hard Yin Zhiping tried, he couldn't stop the water droplets coming from the sky. Sometimes even if he scattered them, the splashing water still had a lot of force. It was crisp and clear.

There was a loud crash, but there was also a muffled sound from time to time.

Every time there was a muffled sound, a small hole appeared in the pink paper umbrella in Yin Zhiping's hand.

The sound stops, the sword stops.

People fell towards the water.

Yin Zhiping's face turned pale, but he was already lighting up the water, flying across the water, and heading towards the shore.

same.

Yue Yuan also held a blue paper umbrella and passed by like a dragonfly touching the water.

Two figures, one pink and one blue, landed on the shore like blue smoke.

…

By the river, under the Xiangyang city wall.

Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping stood side by side, looking in the direction of the completely silent awning boat in the middle of the river, silent.

for a long time.

Yue Yuan, who had been waiting, spoke up and said: "Brother Yin, your martial arts skills are beyond my expectation. What kind of martial arts is this?" After the confrontation just now, Yue Yuan had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't

I feel that Yin Zhiping has truly learned the Sunflower Book.

After thinking about it, Yue Yuan decided to ask the question in his mind.

"..."

Yin Zhiping was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then he said: "Xiantian Kung Fu, I have completed my sect's Zhen sect Kung Fu, Xiantian Kung Fu!"

First... innate skills?

Yue Yuan was stunned when he heard this. In his opinion, the innate skill should not be at this pace. But the problem is, no one has seen what this innate skill is like.

Is there something wrong with this innate skill?

Yue Yuan was thinking about it in his heart but did not say it out loud. He just suppressed this doubt in his heart and sighed: "So that's how it is!"

"pity!"

Yin Zhiping murmured and sighed, looking up at the pink paper umbrella in his hand. It was full of holes, and the umbrella pole was even more broken. He said in despair: "I lost after all!"

"No!"

However, what surprised Yin Zhiping was that Yue Yuan denied his soliloquy. When he turned around, he saw Yue Yuan looking up at his own umbrella with a strange expression, and said slowly: "I lost!"

The voice fell.

There was only a snapping sound, and the blue paper umbrella in Yue Yuan's hand had cracked, and a large tear appeared on the umbrella.

Looking blankly at the cover of the paper umbrella in his hand, Yue Yuan recalled the previous confrontation in his mind. Although he also broke the opponent's umbrella, after all, Yin Zhiping was one step faster, and San Chi Qing

The energy carried by the front broke through the umbrella, but it only burst out at the moment.

Although Yue Yuan was able to avoid such a thing from happening, he still allowed this energy to stay on his paper umbrella.

"..."

Looking at Yue Yuan's back in silence, Yin Zhiping moved his lips and said nothing, but his face showed a trace of joy. Yue Yuan's words told him that his efforts were not in vain.

If I had the strength I have now, I would have been able to protect Miss Long well.

Thinking of this, the joy that had just risen on Yin Zhiping's face disappeared, and a kind of regret flowed on his face again. Unfortunately, it was too late!

The pink paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground. Yin Zhiping just stood there in the mist and rain, letting the wind and rain hit his face.

The red sleeves are like swords.

In this fight, Yin Zhiping lost, and Yang Guo also lost.

But Yue Yuan himself lost the battle on the river on purpose.

The spring breeze blew by, causing the two paper umbrellas that fell on the ground to tumble, and the long sword that Yue Yuan casually inserted on the ground to sway.
Chapter completed!